[Written By Barbi Sinclair]

I have got to tell you about an awesome car race that Jimmy and I had gone to just recently. When you go to a car race, it's quite obvious that the only thing you are there for is to see which car can make it to the finish line upon completing the designated distance first. The bottom line is, you're talking FAST! Well, at the race, I experienced the meaning of fast by not only watching how physics is put to the test with the power and speed of these cars, but how fast a pit crew can both cum in me and on me. Yes, that's right, I had two pit crew teams draw up a little competition amongst themselves using me as their slut. The reward: Just simple bragging rights that they were able to fuck Barbi.

I like to consider myself very modest in nature, and so when Jimmy and I go out, I like to blend with the public. I'm a regular person like any other, and half the time I forget that so many people get to see me be a naughty slut. So when someone looks at me in a funny way, I don't even think it might be due to the fact that they have recognized me as Barbi from Barbi's Slutty Adventures. Well, shortly before the car race had started, I had gotten recognized by one of the pit crewmembers at a nearby food stand. Little did I know that knowledge of my presence there was going to spread to the rest of the crewmembers very quickly. The funny thing was, every one of them knew who I was. I was more into the race and couldn't wait for it to begin. And finally it did.

I'm going to skip over the entire race itself because there was nothing from it that I wanted to share with you that would be erotic. However, the part I'd like to get to is what happened after the race. One of the managers actually came up to the stand and invited us to join them for a little get together immediately after. Jimmy and I were eager to meet them and couldn't wait, especially to meet the drivers. I won't mention drivers' names, pit crew names, and any managers' names to protect their identity. (But if you're one of them, you know who you are, and yes, I am writing about you! he-he). So we finally met up with the driver, crew, and manager to join them in a couple drinks. They couldn't stop talking about how it was really me there. I thought to myself the same about them, and how lucky I was to be able to meet them. I guess some people are modest as well, and I love that! Well, things finally took a very sharp curve. I had been given a proposition by one of the pit crewmembers, which everyone knew what he was going to ask me. I was asked to put my slut nature to use by being available to two pit crew teams and their drivers. The object of this slut game in which I would be involved in goes something like this: It would entail a manager from each team with a stop watch timing how long it would take for all of the members of his pit crew team to cum using me as their little slut toy. One team would go first and the second would follow once team one made a cum deposit internally or externally in me or on me. The team with the best time would result in the ability to have lifetime bragging rights for as long as that team was in existence or until I decided to engage myself in this sort of competition over again. How could I have refused this opportunity for some good-ole' competitive fun? I don't know who was quicker to respond with a 'yes,' Jimmy or me. We had the same idea in mind: Barbi wants to play, and Jimmy wants to watch.

My oral agreement was relayed to the other pit crew at the speed of light, and I had to come up with a place that I would like to do this extra-curricular sex race activity. My first response was to do it on the race track, but one of the drivers would have to sacrifice his car for me to lie on my back on the hood to get fucked on. No one objected and they all couldn't get me to move quickly enough to the racetrack. The racecar drivers fought over whose car would get my pussy juices all over it (I guess they thought it would ultimately make the car go faster in the next race). Finally, I selected one for them. We then all headed out to the racetrack and within a few minutes, the car was out there for me to lie down on my back and spread my legs open. I did just that but first I took off all my clothes. The first pit crew took their positions as I massaged my tits in front of them and played with my pussy. One crewmember took the first plunge and inserted his large hard cock into my pussy. The clock was ticking and the other crewmembers whipped out their cocks and played with themselves. One member headed over to me and placed his cock in my mouth, as another got close enough for me to give him a hand job. Before I knew it, the guy I was giving a hand job to came and his cum landed in my hair. Then the guy that was fucking my pussy came immediately after, and the rest was a domino effect. I couldn't believe how much cum I was covered in and all that was left in me. Once all members of the crew, including the driver, had cum, the manager had set the time on the stop watch at 11:23 minutes. Not bad for a team of seven to cum at that time. Once they had their turn, the next pit crew team was up. I hadn't bothered to clean myself up, and besides, they all wanted me to be covered in cum anyway. The second team had their turn and with a team of eight, they had beaten the first team with a time of 9:08 minutes. Unbelievable! I think it had to do with the fact that the second team was given more of a visual with the pre-tease of the first team watching me get fucked, and me giving blowjobs and hand jobs. Well, the second team was the winning team that earned their bragging rights.

Jimmy had then walked over to me and leaned over on top of me and started kissing me. He stuck his two fingers in my dripping wet pussy and said, "Gee, I wonder what got you so excited." I mumbled to him with my eyes still closed from when he had kissed me, "Everything that just happened." When I had just said that, I quickly opened my eyes to find out that I was still lying on my back in the reclined passenger seat of our car. Jimmy had said, "It's about time you woke up because we're finally here at the car race. I can't believe you were asleep for the past hour and a half." I was speechless and all I could give Jimmy was a smile. We got out of the car and walked towards the stadium hand in hand. I was already a bit hungry, so I insisted for us to stop at the food stand. As we were in line, I heard a guy call my name. I turned around and there was a guy dressed in uniform who appeared to be a member of one of the pit crews. Was I dreaming before or was it a look into the future, wow, talk about one of those dejavu moments.

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